As much as I wish to live in my own shell, peacefully, isolated – I can’t. I can successfully pretend I am happy and I don’t care, I have what I need but I can’t pretend to myself. This constant fear that all this, will vanish. The worst part is, regardless, I don’t plan; I don’t do anything to secure or prevent what I fear for and continue to pretend.
Let’s pretend once again.
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